"My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Becaus…"

"...none can truly write his single day, And none can write it for him upon earth."

"I grow in worth, and wit, and sense, Unboding critic-pen, Or that eternal want of pence, Which vexes public men, Who …"

"Like ballad burthen music kept, As on the Lariano crept To that fair port, below the castle Of Queen Theodolind, wher…"

"Where Claribel low-lieth The breezes pause and die, Letting the rose-leaves fall: But the solemn oak-tree sigheth, Th…"

"With blackest moss the flower plots Were thickly crusted, one and all; The rusted nails fell from the knots That held…"

"He often lying broad awake, and yet Remaining from the body, and apart In intellect and power and will, hath heard Ti…"

"Yet fill my glass: give me one kiss: My own sweet Alice, we must die. There's somewhat in this world amiss Shall be u…"

"Have I not found a happy earth? I least should breathe a thought of pain. Would God renew me from my birth I'd almost…"

"Death's truer name Is "Onward," no discordance in the roll And march of that Eternal Harmony Whereto the world beats …"